It's my sister Kelly's birthday today. She would have been 27. I didn't plan anything, to remember. Last year went super not how I wanted it to go. And since I had to work on freelance all day, I figured I'll just see what happens. Part of me wishes she would come find me. Appear … Continue reading Kelly.
This is the day that my sister died. That's a picture of the three of us, looking like children of the Dust Bowl -- in Pennsylvania. When Autumn arrives, I am reminded of these things: 1. Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte 2. Clear skies, crisp breezes and colorful crunchy leaves (I will forever think of the … Continue reading The other Kelly day.
Tomorrow is my sister Kelly's birthday. July 30. She would have been 26. It almost feels like writing "she would have been 910!" It's an obscenely large number somehow, for someone who will always be 8 years old. She had the only head of gleaming blonde (not brown) hair in the family. Blue eyes she … Continue reading Kelly’s BDay.